#absentisanima

[the-boy-king-rp-multi]

‵ everyone thinks i’ve gotten better. i haven’t. i’ve just gotten better at hiding it. ′

The younger Winchester whips around at hearing his own voice, gun drawn. "Who the hell are you? A shifter?"

[shieldofgod]

@absentisanima​ said, continued from here:

"Depends. What are we roleplaying as?"

“I’m uncertain; I read it once in a newspaper and wondered if that might be something you found enjoyable.  Role playing would mean playing a role, yes?  Bondage, however, is self-explanatory.”  Though, knowing Castiel, he was probably thinking of something considerably more punitive than sexy.

[failedhero-archive]

praise, edging, showers, hot tubs, cars, ice play and rimming but the kind that involves like pouring liquor in places

       “Where are you trying to pour liquor? Cause I’m pretty sure it doesn’t go in the place you think it does.” Everything else is pretty spot on but he’s not going to give the other that satisfaction. Doesn’t want to admit some of this stuff out loud or, really, to himself. He likes what he likes- just not gonna look that deep into it. 

[cruelgcd]

@absentisanima​ said: ▼

Symbol prompts || Accepting

▼ kissing them

He saw the other approaching, and honestly was expecting some kind of attack. With His protagonist, it was always default violence, usually from Dean, but seeing Sam walking up to Him arose His curiosity, only to be caught in a kiss, blue eyes widening in surprise.

A slow blink is given, and after a quick analysis of Sam’s persona, His divinity eventually found the fault in his being: soulless. Interesting. A couple seconds passed before He slowly pushed Sam away, hand wiping His lips and frowning in confusion.

“Well I wasn’t expecting THAT greeting.”

[tcrnishedgrace]

absentisanima replied to your post: gabe: makes a point other people: yes, you’re not...

Sam over here like: His outfit makes a mockery of the point.

“And yours doesn’t, Samsquatch?”

[fallennotforgotten]

🔥 : flirt with my muse.

Valentine’s Meme | Open

Castiel breathed a heavy sigh from his nose. His eyes rolling to the place he used to call home. “Sam. That is highly inappropriate.” He scolded the man, calmly to start with. He wasn’t surprised, and quite frankly he was starting to find it to be routine. Did he understand? Not hardly. Would he be abrasive? Of course not. The man beneath the mask, or lack there of, was still his precious Sam Winchester. “Please. I’m trying to finish the research Dean asked of me. Not now.” Not later either, but unfortunately Castiel was too distracted to specify.

[screwthejob]

[text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me.

[text] I’m not happy when your not around. There’s no way that your just up an gone like this.

[sxcrificx]

"Can she? I'm pretty sure she doesn't fit your type."

@absentisanima